Liam's POV:
The sky is dull, with grey clouds angrily spitting out drops of rain every now and again. I need to go to training, but I don’t want to move. I’m too tired.
I didn’t sleep last night. I tried to count the stars to help me, but I lost count after nine and a half thousand. My heart has been physically hurting since I saw her. Since I saw my mate.
Her dark brown, bob cut hair, those gorgeous chocolate brown eyes, the pale pink lips. That’s the image I want to have embedded in my mind of her, but it’s tainted by her expression morphing into one of disgust, and her mouth moving to form a phrase of rejection.
I had a nightmare about it last night, again. Savannah was sleeping next to my bed, on a makeshift mattress. I kept telling her to go home, that I’m fine, or to at least tak
